Recollections of a scorer

\" Everybody knows it' s our business to score. You don' t get a chance to get a bite of anything, and you don' t get to bed till two o' clock o' clock at night, but you' re always being screamed at to bring the balls. \" One day while a scorer is keeping tally in a billiard room, a well-dressed stranger comes through the door. Soon, the scorer finds in him a willing opponent. But the more the scorer wins, the more he wishes they' d never started playing.